The fifth coming of Jesus Christ this week shows that I haven't been paying as much attention as I'd thought.
Because I keep forgetting to tell you things. Not interesting thing, mind you. Just things.
Monday night I got a radio call to phone in to the office. This was at about 2230. I was informed that my relief's mommy had called in to say that he had a tummy ache, and wouldn't be coming in tonight.
Ah, joy. It's always fun trying to get someone to come in to work graveyard on little notice.
And I failed.
So I did it myself. Wasn't killer, and luckily one of the cleaners had brought me some chicken from Swiss Chalet (he works there) so I didn't have to chew off my own arm for nourishment.
I got to say hi to a lot of people I don't often get to see, and that was all good. Got to see Cafeteria Lady looking like a spooked cat when she caught sight of me, which was also amusing. You know how when a cat sees something moving way off in the distance, and they snake upwards with huge eyes, going rigid?
Yeah, that's what Cafeteria Lady was doing. Slightly gape-mouthed too. If I moved slightly out of sight (which I did several times to see her do this), she'd move so she could see me. What a weirdo.
Crazy Cougar Receptionist came in on time! Including the four times she did when I did my year of graveyard, that makes five times! I was sitting at my desk, reading (had four minutes to go on the shift - it's not like I was going to crack off a patrol) when she came in. She had a big (fake of course) smile on her face and her mouth open to greet me, then she realized I wasn't the usual guy and her mouth clamped shut with an audible clomp. She then turned and pretended to fuss with her bag while she dealt with her confusion, since she's not exactly quick on her feet.
Also, in the HR manager's office on his bookshelf I noticed what I thought was a board game. It had a few people in heroic poses on the box, and I could make out the word "Super". So I flicked on the lights to see what game it was.
Super Visors can keep your company union-free
That's what it was. A box set of videos. Displayed openly like that. Hardcore!
Oh, and because I keep trying (and failing) to find a video of Science Ninja Big Ten doing their thing for Fictional Correspondant, here's a video of their keyboardist, Ghastly, playing on his hubjo. Enjoy
Sadly, I'm sure I had more things in mind that I'd forgotten to blog, but they seem to have escaped my mind, closed as it is. Sorry. :P
EDIT: turns out that I can find something from Science Ninja Big Ten, although it's a cover and not something of their own. But... and thank you YouTube, here it is:
Monday night I got a radio call to phone in to the office. This was at about 2230. I was informed that my relief's mommy had called in to say that he had a tummy ache, and wouldn't be coming in tonight.
Ah, joy. It's always fun trying to get someone to come in to work graveyard on little notice.
And I failed.
So I did it myself. Wasn't killer, and luckily one of the cleaners had brought me some chicken from Swiss Chalet (he works there) so I didn't have to chew off my own arm for nourishment.
I got to say hi to a lot of people I don't often get to see, and that was all good. Got to see Cafeteria Lady looking like a spooked cat when she caught sight of me, which was also amusing. You know how when a cat sees something moving way off in the distance, and they snake upwards with huge eyes, going rigid?
Yeah, that's what Cafeteria Lady was doing. Slightly gape-mouthed too. If I moved slightly out of sight (which I did several times to see her do this), she'd move so she could see me. What a weirdo.
Crazy Cougar Receptionist came in on time! Including the four times she did when I did my year of graveyard, that makes five times! I was sitting at my desk, reading (had four minutes to go on the shift - it's not like I was going to crack off a patrol) when she came in. She had a big (fake of course) smile on her face and her mouth open to greet me, then she realized I wasn't the usual guy and her mouth clamped shut with an audible clomp. She then turned and pretended to fuss with her bag while she dealt with her confusion, since she's not exactly quick on her feet.
Also, in the HR manager's office on his bookshelf I noticed what I thought was a board game. It had a few people in heroic poses on the box, and I could make out the word "Super". So I flicked on the lights to see what game it was.
Super Visors can keep your company union-free
That's what it was. A box set of videos. Displayed openly like that. Hardcore!
Oh, and because I keep trying (and failing) to find a video of Science Ninja Big Ten doing their thing for Fictional Correspondant, here's a video of their keyboardist, Ghastly, playing on his hubjo. Enjoy
Sadly, I'm sure I had more things in mind that I'd forgotten to blog, but they seem to have escaped my mind, closed as it is. Sorry. :P
EDIT: turns out that I can find something from Science Ninja Big Ten, although it's a cover and not something of their own. But... and thank you YouTube, here it is:
posted by Rimmy at 13:08
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That guy is fucking BRILLIANT!!!
SAAAAAAViour Blues.......
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